Jesse chuckled and smiled. He pulled out a pen, wrote his number and hotel address on a napkin and handed it to Carter. "Here. Pick me up tomorrow and surprise me." He said with a wink before getting up, kissing Carter's cheek and disappearing out of the club.

The next morning, Carter put on his best dark jeans and a nice plaid button up shirt with a black cowboy hat. He brought Jesse a boquet of fresh picked wild flowers and a small little figure he had whittled, a ballet dancer to be exact, and brought them while he drove to the hotel.